Pathalogical need for pants
Oh wah. And foo. and drat. I'm not superstitious particularly, or believe in poor omens for a new year...
My personal new year, I mean! First day of being 40, folks! Holy fuckity fuck. Odd. Yet not different at all.
But this is a downer. Hmmph. I was dashing for the bus in order to get to NY in time to see Looped at 2pm. I noticed a) I lacked my cell phone and b) my short frock riding up.
I turned back and nabbed my cell phone, fine, but the time I spent in trying on a longer jacket and finally grabbing a pair of pants to put on in the likely event I feel my butt is too exposed, I missed the bus. Unfucker pulled away when I was 20 feet from the door. Damn those pesky last rudiments of my modesty making me miss the bus!!!
No way to get there in time now. I dislike travelling to the city twice in a weekend but I think I will buy a ticket for tomorrow's show, the very last as it's closing. Hey, I'm lucky there are some left, I guess. Yes, OK, it'll work out well. For the best. Sure. It'll be an extra charged, moving performance. It'll be a worthwhile trip. Hmmph anyway.
Annnd I posted a story to Deviant Art yesterday that I was proud of until someone pointed out how very wrong it is! Arrgh! The critic was excessively cruel. I'm proud that I was able to get past the obnoxious delivery of the message and realize that yes, I got the characters poorly.
It's an odd effect as I think the scenario is good. The setup is plausible. The details are accurate and evocative of these particular people... but the words coming out of their mouths are mostly Not Them. Occassionally there's something appropriate, which I think sort of adds to the impression that they're possessed. Disconcerting, really.
Well, adventures in writing. Drat. Oh my it hurts to be challenged, thank goddesses I'm sturdier than I used to be. I changed it but I think it needs a lot more work than I'm willing to do to salvage it. One thing is that in the unaltered version Pietro sounds a heck of a lot like Dr. Rodney McKay, as seen in Stargate Atlantis. The fanfiction versions, anyhow, I haven't seen much of the show!
Now I've been thinking that I just am not capable of writing in a McKay voice. But then I seem to be doing so without intending it. Not surprising in a way as I've been marinating in SGA fanfiction for, what, 18 months? And yet I'm surprised. Maybe the whiney verbose demanding mode is not so foreign to my own thought patterns as I assumed! ;)
My personal new year, I mean! First day of being 40, folks! Holy fuckity fuck. Odd. Yet not different at all.
But this is a downer. Hmmph. I was dashing for the bus in order to get to NY in time to see Looped at 2pm. I noticed a) I lacked my cell phone and b) my short frock riding up.
I turned back and nabbed my cell phone, fine, but the time I spent in trying on a longer jacket and finally grabbing a pair of pants to put on in the likely event I feel my butt is too exposed, I missed the bus. Unfucker pulled away when I was 20 feet from the door. Damn those pesky last rudiments of my modesty making me miss the bus!!!
No way to get there in time now. I dislike travelling to the city twice in a weekend but I think I will buy a ticket for tomorrow's show, the very last as it's closing. Hey, I'm lucky there are some left, I guess. Yes, OK, it'll work out well. For the best. Sure. It'll be an extra charged, moving performance. It'll be a worthwhile trip. Hmmph anyway.
Annnd I posted a story to Deviant Art yesterday that I was proud of until someone pointed out how very wrong it is! Arrgh! The critic was excessively cruel. I'm proud that I was able to get past the obnoxious delivery of the message and realize that yes, I got the characters poorly.
It's an odd effect as I think the scenario is good. The setup is plausible. The details are accurate and evocative of these particular people... but the words coming out of their mouths are mostly Not Them. Occassionally there's something appropriate, which I think sort of adds to the impression that they're possessed. Disconcerting, really.
Well, adventures in writing. Drat. Oh my it hurts to be challenged, thank goddesses I'm sturdier than I used to be. I changed it but I think it needs a lot more work than I'm willing to do to salvage it. One thing is that in the unaltered version Pietro sounds a heck of a lot like Dr. Rodney McKay, as seen in Stargate Atlantis. The fanfiction versions, anyhow, I haven't seen much of the show!
Now I've been thinking that I just am not capable of writing in a McKay voice. But then I seem to be doing so without intending it. Not surprising in a way as I've been marinating in SGA fanfiction for, what, 18 months? And yet I'm surprised. Maybe the whiney verbose demanding mode is not so foreign to my own thought patterns as I assumed! ;)